I think it is weird it took all my life to become insulin resistant. My doctor did not warn me that I was becoming insulin resistant until I was 49. Intermittent fasting is an excellent way to reverse insulin resistance and even type 2 diabetes. However, unlike when we were young, reverting back to insulin resistance or maybe full-blown diabetes can happen in a matter of month if you start to slack on the fasting.

On my last check-up, my a1c was 6.0. Any number between 5.7% and 6.3% means you are insulin resistant. The time before my last checkup, I was 5.6%. The time before that, I was 5.5%. So, once you get into the danger zone (so to speak), you are destined for life to fight to stay out of that zone. You are no longer a kid who can eat whatever the hell you want! Those days are over!

You can control your blood glucose levels and your a1c by fasting, but you will never be able to eat whatever you want. You can’t drink alcohol like you used to do. All of that is over. From now on, eating is only a way to sustain your life. Eating is no longer for your pleasure.

I don’t mean your meals can not be pleasurable. However, stuffing yourself 3 times a day probably is not a good idea. I have another checkup on my birthday in about 3 days, and I expect to see better numbers because I have been more diligent with fasting. If that is not the case, I will be disappointed. And, of course, I will be even more diligent in the next 6 months.

Also, I have been trying to add more exercise to my life; lots of walking, weight lifting, etc. At some point, however, I can see myself throwing my hands up and saying, “FUCK IT.” Eat whatever I want and as much as I want, and if death comes, so be it. I may be closer to that point than anyone knows.

Anywho… I guess that’s what it means to get older. Feels like navigating a minefield sometimes. I’ll be 60 on my birthday!